Birthday:October 2nd 2000Coloration:Gray TabbyLikes:huntingPet-Peeves:those stupid birds outsideFavorite Toy:catnip anythingFavorite Nap Spot:Mom's pillowFavorite Food:super supperSkills:hunter extrodinareDwells:
indoors and outdoors Arrival Story:I am a rescue of sorts. I lived with a family for 2 years as their only pet. But for some reason they decided they didn't want me anymore. They dropped me off at a local horse barn and said if they didn't take me, I was going to the shelter. The barn owner said fine, but she already had about 10 barn cats and 2 very big dogs. I was a house cat and was quite overwelmed and scared. The dogs chased me up a tree and there I stayed for a few days...to scared to come down. After about a week, the barn help got me and put me in a cat carrier...they said they thought they might have a solution.
Apparently my new Mom, had a riding lesson that night on one of her horses. When she got there, the barn owner told her my story and said it just isn't working, we need to find him a place to go. My new family had just bought their own farm and was in the process of getting everything set up. They didn't have any barn cats...only one in-door cat. They didn't want to upset Raj (their in-door cat) but since the barn was open, they said they would bring me home.
I was kept in the barn for a few days and feed lots of yummy food. I was so hungry from not eating for days at the old barn. When I settled in some, they started letting me out of the barn during the day, but always inside at night. Then it got colder (it is New England don't you know) and one night, Mom said it was just too cold for me to stay outside. So in the house I went. To my own room as to not create a problem with Raj.
But Raj is a cool older brother and we quickly worked things out. Now I go out some during the day...mostly just when I'm bored and need to play and the rest of the day and everynight, I spend sleeping in the house on the bed or one of the comfy chairs. I love my family and I'm so glad they took me home.Lives Remaining:9 of 9Forums Motto:A hunting we will go...The Last Forum I Posted In:The National Mousie-ball League; For Off-Season Football

Bustin' out superfly vocals that keep his lady friends perched, ready and on the edge of their seats, Ian knows how to have a good time with his peeps and is not ashamed to show it. A big fan of the bling bling, Ian is fashion fit and costume conscious, even willing to go a little over the top at times. Rich like butter and phat with flavor when he rolls, Ian is well aware of the heads he turns along the way. Often seen hangin' with the big boys, Ian is one tough cookie and knows how to paw his way out of a confrontation. But despite his occasionally feisty flare, Ian is romantic and poetic, a true-blue Casanova through and through.

Spring is here and I am loving it! I caught a bird and a big fat field rat today! Woo-hoo. Doing my job, keeping the rodents out of the barn, plus I get to enjoy the thrill of the hunt. I still prefer my Nine Lives for breakfast and dinner, but it is nice to have a little snack mid-day.

Gotta run...plenty of day light left. Hopefully I can get another one!

Yesterday I entered the All Fur Fun Legends Contest. I'm very excited, I was a co-winner with Izzi. So I thought I what put my Legend Story here for other furs to read...

Ian Von Mouser –

Ian was a Legendary Mouser who thanked his family by keeping their farm free from all the nasty rodents of the word. He was a supreme hunter whose skills of catching rodents and various other critters were widely discussed. Moles, voles, mice, rats, chipmunks, squirrels…nothing was a match for his hunting skills. One day, while laying in the sun to digest and wait for his pawrents to come home, a thought came to mind. Ian know his skills were appreciated by his family and he knew other families would benefit from his services as well. But he was one kitty…what could he do? Laying in the sun and digesting some more, he thought about his brief time as an abandoned cat. How lost and scared he felt. He was saddened when he thought of other kitties still feeling the way he felt before he found home. Then it came to him…an idea of all ideas. He would use his talents and skills to help the abandoned kitties of the world. Ian set about drawing up his plans so that he could discuss them with his pawrents. He was going to need their backing if his plan was going to work.

Thus, the international Ian Von Mouser Unifursity was created. It started small, with a little classroom set up in the family barn. Local shelter cats came by during the day and learned how to perfect their hunting skills. They took classes from ‘Mousing 101’ to ‘Bigger and Better Prey’. The shelter cats earned their Hunting Degrees and were ready to find their fur-ever families and earn their keep. As part of the Ian Von Mouser Unifursity program, Ian set-up a family referral service. Families would be entered into the unifursities database with their rodent removal needs. Ian spent his nights matching his students specialties to the various family needs. Thus, all the local cats were adopted by families who needed and loved them. Word of the program and its success spread and soon families from all over the US were contacting Ian to adopt one of his graduates. With the demand increasing, cats were coming from shelters far away to study his hunting skills. Soon Ian set up Branch campuses of his Von Mouser Unifursity around the US to allow even more kitties to be taught his hunting ways. Canada too had branch campuses set up and Ian began traveling the world giving seminars on hunting to cats in Europe and Asia. And shelter cats all over the world soon found their fur-ever home because of their new highly marketable mousing skills. To think it all started one day while laying in the sun digesting.